Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud Chapter 230 - 188: Julian, How Can You Say Such Things! (Par

Seeing the scattered money all over the floor, he vaguely already knew what had happened.

Maeve Lane said calmly, "She told not to trouble Sylvia Lane and not to appear before you."

The man held her tightly, "Did you agree?"

Maeve Lane retorted, "What do you think?"

Julian Fairchild knew that Maeve Lane wouldn’t agree, but he wanted Maeve to say it, so he could be reassured, "You didn’t agree."

Maeve Lane tacitly agreed.

Julian Fairchild’s expression relaxed slightly, he lifted her chin and pressed a kiss on her lips, "If she doesn’t agree, we just won’t go to the Fairchild Family from now on."

"Do we even have a future?"

The man’s body stiffened.

After today, Maeve Lane finally understood why Julian Fairchild said he liked her but never took her to the old mansion.

Mrs. Fairchild’s attitude towards her was downright nasty.

She even wondered if she had offended her before.

"We do." Julian Fairchild stared into her eyes, "Trust , I will solve all the problems."

Maeve Lane lowered her eyelids, her emotions unreadable.

...

After Julian Fairchild sent Maeve Lane back to the hotel.

Miles Hughes took out Julian Fairchild’s phone and said, "Young master, madam has called many tis, do you want to answer?"

Julian Fairchild looked at the closed door of Maeve Lane, "Give the phone."

"Yes."

Julian Fairchild walked into the room with the phone, and in just a few minutes, the call ca through again.

He pressed the answer button with his long fingers.

"Julian! You finally answered the phone!" Mrs. Fairchild’s voice sounded like she’d been crying, "That vixen Maeve Lane must have cast so spell on you, making you lose your mind, now you’re even talking back to your mother!"

"If your purpose for calling is to speak ill of her in front of , then there’s no need to continue the conversation." Julian Fairchild’s face was extrely cold, about to hang up.

Mrs. Fairchild hurriedly said, "I won’t say it! But Julian, have you thought about it? Your grandfather would never let Maeve Lane in the house, he will never agree to her being his granddaughter-in-law! And your grandfather’s thunderous ans, haven’t you understood it yet?"

Julian Fairchild said coldly, "Grandpa’s matters don’t need your concern, in this lifeti, I’ve chosen Maeve Lane."

"Not just this lifeti, the next life, the life after that, for all eternity... it will only be her."

"I won’t allow her to marry in, do you want to drive to my death?"

Julian Fairchild chuckled, his tone ice-cold completely, "You’ve used this tactic way too many tis."

"Beep beep beep beep..."

Mrs. Fairchild was hung up on, Julian Fairchild’s resolute voice still echoing in her mind.

He is serious!

Julian actually values that Maeve Lane so much! What a cursed destiny!

She was infuriated, her face fearfully pale, as the young nurse inadvertently grazed her wound while applying dicine.

Mrs. Fairchild erupted, "Get out! Do you want to hurt to death?!"

The young nurse hurriedly apologized, "I’m sorry madam, it wasn’t intentional, I..."

"Get out! Get soone else!"

"Yes..."

Butler Forrest, seeing Mrs. Fairchild enraged, hesitated for a few seconds before speaking, "Madam, Sylvia Lane is calling."

"Answer it!"

"Madam, it’s Sylvia, have you had dinner yet?"

Mrs. Fairchild said irritably, "No, what do you want!"

Sylvia Lane just wanted to make a call to see how things were going, but she didn’t expect Mrs. Fairchild to say this directly, she bit her lip and hinted, "Madam, my head hurts more now, the doctor said I need to stay in the hospital for another week before I can be discharged..."

"If your head hurts, then find a doctor, what good am I!" Mrs. Fairchild also had a headache, hearing Sylvia Lane’s words only made her more frustrated.

Sylvia Lane got scolded, still unwilling, she asked directly, "Madam, did you do anything to my sister, she’s my own sister after all, it’s okay to punish her a little..."

"What I want to do is none of your business, you little brat!" Mrs. Fairchild finally exploded, the one na she couldn’t bear to hear now was "Maeve Lane"!

Sylvia Lane was after all her own younger sister!

Sylvia Lane was frightened by Mrs. Fairchild’s words, her face turned pale as paper!

She didn’t say anything excessive, why is Mrs. Fairchild’s attitude so vastly different from before!

"Your sister is really capable! I kindly advised her to leave but she didn’t listen, talked back to , even called Julian to help her! I’m furious!" Mrs. Fairchild had been repressing her anger all night, finally found a place to vent!

She couldn’t handle Maeve Lane, couldn’t do anything about Julian, but Sylvia Lane, she had no scruples!

"I should’ve never bothered with your ss! I thought you were obedient and well-behaved, didn’t expect you’d be so troubleso! It’s your fault I lost face today, and you little brat still have the nerve to co probing?!"